Woooooooooooohoooooooooooo!

NUUUURRRRRRDGASM!

11 Noms----11 Oscars! That tied Ben-Hur and Titanic!

Just think, if Sean Astin's wonderful Samwise Gamgee or Andy Serkis' pitiful Gollum had've been nominated for best supporting actor, IT WOULD HAVE BROKEN THE RECORD--B/C THEY WOULD HAVE WON! (does "Let us be rid of it once and for all...I can't carry it for you, but I can carry you instead!" not do anything for ya?)

Ahhhhhhhhahahahahaahahhhhhhhahaahah........who's the loser-geek now, jerkholes?!

Pshhhh.........fantasy isn't worth anything.......hah!

Oh, Frodo lives.......beyatch.

Separate's Always Better...

If you really want a laugh at my expense, you should watch me try to play Kingdom Hearts. You see, my PS2 controller has been messed up since in got it. "Messed up" you say? "Oh but how?" Well, there's something going on where the analog joystick will veer to the right. This isn't very useful for games like SSX Tricky when you are trying to snowboard down a hill.

So luckily I had a Madcatz controller that I bought so Matt and I could play Gauntlet. That controller worked reasonably well. Well, for some odd reason, Kingdom Hearts--the game itself--will not recognize my Madcatz. I really want to play the game, so I just have to use my old controller. This is not fun. I try to jump straight, I jump left. So this tends to send me into spazz attacks. I just freak out and BASH THE POO out of my controller.

It seems to work.

Oh, Kingdom Hearts is a game from the makers of the Final Fantasy series and Disney. You're a dude fighting alongside Donald and Goofy in magical Disney levels. It's fun so far. I've only made it to Wonderland. (controller--you know)

Wouldn't You Like To Be A Pepper Too?

So......it's Saturday afternoon. Tomorrow is Sunday night. The question is.....will nurds be rejoicing in the fact that the mother lode of all nurd culture is finally recognized and honored as one of the greatest of cinematic achievements of the previous year?

You all know what I'm talking about. All we wish is that tomorrow is the day semi-human beings who just don't 'get it' will see that even the smallest creatures can change the way things are. I mean, sure, the Oscars are just for the film elite, the boring artsy pictures that have nary an explosion and rarely a joke exploiting the odd sounds that emanate from the human (and sometimes animal) body. Those pictures are not for the award for exemplary filmmaking, and rightly so. Sadly, they are for the average joe. Those that just have to see the Hollywood formula and the hottest hunks on screen. Bleh. I mean, eventually you would think that these movies suck would catch on. Who went to see Torque? No one. Why? B/C it's crap. I have faith that people will come around to the fact that these movies just plain suck. Then, people will make good movies. Then people will see them, and we can all enjoy.

I know several people who have been converted to nurd movies and have mysefl been responsible for maybe a few. Now is the time to show people that movies about Hobbits ARE INDEED better than movies about 8 legged spiders starring david arquette. Better than movies about cars that are speeding fast and are apparently very angry at something. Better than that washed up Stephen Segal. AND BETTER THAN THAT FREAKING ORANGINA!

Sigh, I'm sorry. I know it really doesn't mean anything if 'The King' wins an Oscar. And it's probably not the best movie that came out last year. But it's all about the respect. If it wins, people may say 'Hey, that movie may be good after all, I'll give it a shot.' When that happens, it helps ease the pain of us laughed at for liking fantasy. For believing in magic. For those who want to travel to a galaxy far, far away. For everyone who wants to take on that Black Knight singlehandedly.

Sigh. One day, we will be free.

Oh, everybody just wants somebody to love...

**NOTE: the comment about 8 legged freaks was changed from another movie comment about a king of insects played by 'the rock.' Though still incredibly crappy, that movie was sort of a sequel to a sequel of a mummy movie that I liked back in the day.

I'm In A Band...Show Me Your Hooters

I haven't seen, nor intend to, the new Freaky Friday w/ Jamie Lee Curtis. However, I question it, and have evidence once again that Hollywood movies are written by 30 year old white guys who aren't funny. On the ad for the movie, Ms. Curtis grabs her face and exclaims she looks like the Crypt-Keeper. Now this may just be me gettng upset, but do kids these days actually know who the Crypt Keeper is?

I mean, if I didn't have a cousin w/ HBO, I wouldn't have known as a kid, and I never even watched an episode. But undoubtedly, that movie is aimed at people 5-10 years younger than me. I seriously doubt their chances of even having seen Tales From The Crypt. But I could be wrong.

Anyway, sorry, just wanted to be angry.


I know this deserves more than just a sentence or two, but Futurama is so great. Not just because it's funny, but b/c it has lessons, and it often ends with a bit of drama, sad thing, or poignant saying. For instance...tonight, Bender met God in deep space, and at the very end, God said that if you do something right, some people may think you haven't done anything at all. I may have messed that up a bit, but it was so awesome. And then there was the episode with Fry's dog. It ended showing that the dog lived a long miserable life waiting for Fry to come back. It made me sad...I teared up a bit.

In comparison, Family Guy ends with a hilarious zinger, and Futurama ends with pure goodness. Man I love these shows; thank you Adult Swim for making 10-11 p.m. worth not studying for.


Oh, what did the 5 fingers say to the face? ......SLAP!!!!

Non-Denominational Season Of Celebration Is Over, Already!

Adult Swim is totally messing with us!

Since Sunday night, they have been playing Christmas greetings as their bumps! It's either brilliant, or someone has just messed up. But it's cool...makes me think that Xmas is only 11 months away.

Oh, Sealab 2021 is coming to DVD, too.

Your Baddest Behaviour

I always thought two of my closest friends had a little thing going, well, now I have the proof! (follow the link)

My dad totally spazzed tonight: I got out of class about 1.5 hours early, so I was trying to enter my house at about 9.00 pm tonight. However, as I put the key in and turned the knob, pushing on the door, the door was slammed back in my face. My dad thought I was a burglar breaking in. Note: Never break in to someone's house before 10 pm on a Monday night with all of the light on.

Oh, manlove is neat.

Because.......DISCO SUCKS!

Oh my Holy Cow!!!!

It's safe to disclose this, because amazon.com has the preorder and the official site has a $120 special edition set, so I'm gonna go ahead and tell everyone news that I'm soo super excited about:

FREAKS AND GEEKS IS COMING TO DVD!!!!!

Yes, you heard me, and this can't be one of those pre-mature rumor things (like the Red Dwarf movie) that I get excited about and never happens. I'm gonna pre-order it this week! Why? Because I can! Amazon.com even has reviews, so it's gonna happen!!

I have a good many on tape, but not ALL of them, like the DVD will have!

Oh, Red Dwarf is supposed to be in production, but no one really knows.

You're DEAD To Me, Can-Opener!

So last night after about half an hour of Matt's dad trying to get the Betamax working to see Student Bodies, we just decdided to watch 1941 on DVD instead. It's a great movie; big props to Spielberg. He isn't the greatest director like everyone makes him out to be, but he does have a great gift!

I still wanted to see Student Bodies, though. From what I partially saw/heard, it seemed really funny. But at least his mom ordered it on VHS, so maybe we can watch it next week. I hope so. Either that, or get that darn Betamax fired up!

Oh, talked to Matt about the movie; I think it's gonna happen!

It's Hard To Score 45 Points In A Basketball Game, Dummy

Okay, so Thursday was a full of classic 'me' moments:

First of all** I had a really dirty car and decided I would go to the automatic car wash to clean it up a bit. I wanted to go to the only one in Starkville that I knew of that had the actual old-school 'brushes,' b/c nowadays, all you can find are the touchless car washes. It's kinda like a bidet....just squirts you with water. No wiping, not really clean IMHO.
Anyway, I pull behind the gas station, and it's one of those tracks with curbs on both sides, so I can't back out easily once I'm in. I get to the machine that takes money....the bill part is covered with duct tape, which is cool b/c I've $7.00 in (mostly) quarters. I begin loading the quarters, and $2 in, I realize it's not taking them. So I press the 'press for service' button and ask the lady if the wash was working b/c it's not taking my change. She tells me then I'll have to come inside to pay for the gas. I don't really want to go in and do it, so now I'm faced with how to leave: do I uneasily back up through the track, or do I drive straight thru the wash. (and CAN I drive straight thru the was w/o getting a wash?) Well, after debate, I just put it in drive and go through. In afterthought, I don't think you are meant to drive thru. Needless to say, I just spazzed and drove away.

Later that day......I have to go to the UP Bank in Eupora to cash my paycheck, and b/c they don't know me there, I have to either tell them my account # or my SSN. So I'm thubming thru my wallet to find my account #, and decide to just tell them my social. So as I'm putting my wallet back in my pocket, it slips from my hand.......all of my business/gift/ID cards go across the floor of the lobby. Needless to say: there were 2 people in line behind me. So I just muttered a few choice words, took my cash, picked up my cards and left.

So went my Thursday.

Oh,**NOTE: I do realize that it was my own stubborn pride and pure laziness that led to this event, so if you want to cut me down, please email me. In the meantime, I just hope that you would view these events in the context of stuff that just happens to me in general.

Cause & Effect

Great X-Files on tonight.

This guy has great luck...able to survive lots of things. Basically, at the end, the mob guy who has been trying to kill the guy dies b/c of his cause and effect, and he is a perfect blood type match for the guy's next door neighbor kid who needs a transplant. Not extremely brilliant, but very boffo plot twist.

But the episode is more about cause and effect. I think it's a cool subject/topic. Everything happens for a reason. Something I've kinda believed and varied on for the past couple of years. Really cool stuff. But anyway.

Of course we all know that once Mulder left, the show jumped the shark. It just wasn't any good at all. Not worth watching. That goes without saying.

For instance, the worst ep i've seen was an Agent Terminator one. The plot: Some guy really liked The Brady Bunch so much, his house was built just like the Brady's. When people tried to come in, The Brady kids (really only Bobby & Cindy) would kill the people by ejecting them through the roof. Absolutely horrible.

Maybe I can make a few posts concerning good shows that just jumped the shark. Well, we'll see.

Oh, Agent Scully.

'UPDATE' UPDATE:

The good news: The song is called "Scoobidoo Love."

The baaaad news: It's a Turner Library cut, and is unavailable for download/purchase.

:(

I'm sad. I still love Harvey Birdman, though.

Oh, if you have no idea what i'm talking about....scroll down.

That Evil Monkey's Gonna Get Chris, I Just Know It!

Well, even though I don't have any musings at the moment, I still wanted to post. I didn't want my faithful readers to get bored just re-reading my other ones.

Diary Time:

I'm just watching Family Guy, taking a break from reading a book about Tupperware....for my history class.

Cheezy Petes......it can be boring when not being a nurd.

Oh, go to the 'new' TV-7 Website. I did it....not spectacular, but I like it nonetheless.

UPDATE:

Sigh......it is with a sadly saddened sigh that I must admit becoming too anxious and speaking too soon.

Especially sad is the fact that that guy in the Birdman forum was unable to put a title to that song. Sad excuse on his part, if you ask me. I'm just so deeply saddened.

But what else should I expect? I mean this is the kind of thing that happens to me ALL OF THE TIME. I catch a bit of news that may excite me, then if I ever so even mention it to someone else, that news ends up untrue or just never comes through. It's happened for years. That's usually why I don't—or try not to—talk about plans I have or even things in general. They'll just be shot down anyway. Can that be attributed to nurdiness? I can only think so....it just makes life that much more difficult.

Oh, I may be a nurd with an exceptionally unlucky crapped on life (to me, anyway).

If It Casts A Shadow, It's An Indentation....

I absolutely love the Oxford High School Charger! I don't care about the school, but that mascot rocks!!

I was so happy last night b/c for the first time this basketball season, the Oxford Charger was at a game. You really have to see this thing to appreciate it. I can't take my eyes off of it. It's so freaking hilarious.

Ok, it's a normal horse mascot uniform, right, but the head is massive! I've never seen it up close, but it's got to be at least 2-2.5 feet off the girl's shoulders. And the way she carries herself makes it look dumb like a very dense horse. I sure the head is about to tip over, and is hard to see out of, so she has to tilt her head back, which makes it kind of flop and jiggle about. Oh man, it's almost indescribable, but so darn funny. And when she tries to shoot the basketball is even better! It looks as though it will fall off at any moment.

I suggest seeing it whenever possible.

Oh, and if a girl wears a swimsuit in a beauty competition, we should NOT see ....indentation.

Such A Good Night To Kiss....

Oh boy!!!!!

I'm sooo tingling with anticipation. I'm getting close to figuring out what that darn song is in Dead-O-Mutt, Pt. 2 episode of Harvey Birdman: Attorney At Law!!! The song when Harvey is being led to the electric chair: "Such a good night to kiss, such a good night to hug, scoobey doo doo bee doo, scoobey doo doo bee do, dah!" It's also been used recently on an Adult Swim Valentines' Day promo. It's so infectious!!

On the Adult Swim message boards, one of the animators for Harvey Birdman has started a thread for questions in general about Birdman and all its glory. Not surprisingly, a top request is for the name of that song. He's working on it, and says that one of the animators knows what it is, but couldn't quite think of the name. But we are soooo close!!!

Now, all we gotta do is find out what that song is used in the Tab Can sequence of "Shaggy Busted," and life will be great.

Oh, someone signed the w07bn.com guestbook!

I'm Against Sex On The Television...I Keep Falling Off

Sometimes I do think I'm being watched.

Earlier tonight I was studying for MS History, and couldn't remember the name of the STD that Europeans caught from the Native Americans. I guess I just failed to write it down.

So I decided to get online quickly and look it up. I thought it was syphilis, but wasn't quite sure. I pull up Google--my home page--and start to type 'venereal diseases europeans caught from native americans.' As I'm typing, I notice the lights in my room start to dim, and as I hit 'Enter' every light in the house goes out. Complete power failure.

Who is this that doesn't want me to know about Columbus and the early European explorers what had sex with the Indians and took nasty diseases back with them?

Oh well, after about 30 minutes of sitting in the living room by a peach scented candle with a burning match I dropped in there trying to read my scribbled notes, my mom wakes up and comes in asking why I didn't wake her up to tell her the power is off. .....? If I worked for the power company, I wouldn't want to be wakended.......awoken......waked......woked........woke up just because some people's power went off in the middle of a fair weathered night. My mom called anyway, and (honestly) within a minute of hanging up the phone, the power came back on.

Back to studying, darnit.

Oh, it was syphilis.

Pssst.......Look Up Here.....

Everytime you come here, check out that advertisement bar at the top of the screen. See it? Notice how it always has something to do with your posts. The last time I was here, it had to ads for links for astronomy. I had mentioned astronomy in the previous day's post.

Andrew's last blog has lots of Google search links for things he's said.

Adam Hamilton's blog has an ad for Ben Stiller DVDs. On one of his posts he talked about that new Ben Stiller movie that came out and compared it to 'Mary.' (as in 'There's Something About...')

It's weird and creepy.....it does an automatic Google search on stuff you type. So notice it from now on. It's what they want.

Oh, still a moron.

Owl Stetching Time

They couldn't have come up with a more perfect and literal name: Common Sense.

It's just that--common. That means that everyone doesn't have it. Some people do. Some people are born without it. I am one of those lucky few.

Is it just things that parents fail to teach us? Or are we just idiots? Honestly, when I think about things that the human race have achieved, I'm amazed. Even if I had survived for thousands of years, I could never have figured out how to use things in my surroundings to benefit me. I never would have discovered fire. Internal combustion engine.....what's that? The sun is 93 million miles away? How did we get that?

Anyway, I never knew elevator etiquette until today. I mean, I know not to talk to people, to look straight ahead, and to never fart unless you are about to get off. That's not what I mean. Today, I go into the library, wanting to go to the 5th floor. Before I pressed the up button, a woman pressed the down button and turned to another woman to talk while she waited for the lift. So I thought hey I'll just get on this one. Well I did and as I got in she pressed the 1 button and I pressed the 5 button. She asked me if it did say down, and I said yes, and she said Oh I was just talking and not paying attention. So then it hit me--That's why there are TWO elevator shafts!!! One for down and one for up!!! See, does everyone else know this but us without common sense? I'm such a moron.

Oh, I wish I wouldn'td seen Ricky on the Sidewalk!.....I'm over my honk limit.

Man's Crisis Of Identity In The Latter Half Of The 20th Century

It's been 5 days since 'The Magnolia Film Festival,' (or as Andrew likes to call it, 'The Fag') but I suppose it's still OK to comment and give my review.

First of all, it was my first time and I was reasonably impressed, considering I only attended Thursday nite. However, it has gotten me excited about my own 'film'--if you wanna call it that. I did realize that I don't have to try to make it long....I'll just put what I have. I hope it'll turn out OK.

Anyway...I enjoyed most of the films.

The first animation was a little bizzare. Didn't understand it, but I do know a guy that knows the guy what made it. Up next was 'State Title,' an entertaining documentary about this lady from Leland who 'coaches' beauty contestants. (What's the deal with beauty contests? It's like you're saying 'You're beautiful.....I challenge you!' .........sorry, we watched 'Comedian' Monday nite. You know, the doc about Seinfeld's new material.)

I really liked 'October,' even though it was kind of blatant "We Love Oxford"-ism. Still, pretty good. The guy was an artist who couldn't make it in L.A., so he comes back to Oxford all depressed.

I was kind of shocked/bewildered by the next film about a woman bathing her recently handicapped husband. One of those AFI Women's Workshop pieces, and kind of gripping for a moment, but I felt really uncomfortable when she started..........well, nevermind.

Of course, the next film, 'Silence,' ended up just like I thought it would...it was one of those 'So and so many people are abused everyday' type message films. Some girl was abused by her mom's boyfriend and she got pregnant. Kind of boring.

I hated 'Exile.' (An obviously gay) Napolean, (guy who looked like my brother playing) Hitler, Lenin, and (some writer guy named) James Joyce try to play a game of Monopoly. Of course, the Socialist can't understand the concept of one person owning everything, and Hitler wants to 'claim' Park Place. It just wasn't funny like it was supposed to be. Fell Flat. Made me sad b/c it was made in Oxford, so I'm afraid mine may end up being sad.

By far, most entertaining was 'Seven's Eleven.' I hate to say it's my favorite b/c it was the most 'professional' of the night, but it was just so darn cute. 11 little kids plan the heist of a lifetime--steal all the candy at the local candy store. Absolutely brilliant sendup of 'Ocean's Eleven.' Plus, the guy who played Frankie on the A-Team was the store clerk. Plus plus, best acting by a token black kid named Pepto. I couldn't help but laugh at the black kid.

Next up was a film made in the late '70s by Amy Heckerling (of Fast Times At Ridgemont High fame.) Very funny, but still a virgin myself, I found the content bothersome. Some chick trying to get laid before she turns 20. Still funny.

Girlspree. Worst thing ever put on film.

I wasn't very impressed with the feature film of the night, either. As Andrew said, seemed like it should be on Lifetime. Great portrayal of Old Women in the south. I laughed at that part.

Oh, 'Lucas' is a great nurd movie. First time to see a Cory Haim film.

Sha Sha, Sha Do

So at least every semester or so, I always have one elective that I really get into. For instance, last year I had a plant biology class. So for about 4 months I was really interested in plants and flowers and the like.

Well, this semester I am taking an Astronomy class which I am starting to get into. On my way home tonight from Oxford I was just naturally looking up at the sky while I drove home. As I approached Calhoun City, I was looking at a really bright star just off to the west. It was the only star visible under the Waxing Gibbous moonlight. Then, to the south I noticed another bright reddish star emerging through the haze of the night sky and becoming really bright.

I made my way through town and as I got past BP I was able to see the stars again. This time, I noticed that strangely the bright star to the south had quickly moved closer to the westerly star. This was odd b/c it seemed like it had traveled over half the distance in a matter of minutes. Then as I passed the Gin and into the open terrain, the bright reddish star was now next to the original bright star.

As I wondered what had happened, I looked at the reddish star, and this time I noticed two blinking lights on its side.

I was looking at an airplane.

I'm such a dork.

Oh, waiting for Kill Bill Vol. 2

For Quality You Can Ride On!

So, as I've heard, apparently the Superbowl was on last night. Actually, I think my dad watched it. My dad is weird like that. The only times of the year he appears to give a darn about football are on Thanksgiving day with its Eggbowl, and that time of the Superbowl. I have a theory...its just b/c they are the biggest games of the year in the state and the world, respectively.

Could it be one of those watercooler things, where he wants to at least know the score so when someone at work brings it up, he can talk about it? I hope not. I guess I should ask, but it may hurt his feelings.

Now, being the nurd that I am--and a TV Nurd at that, you would think that I would have watched it "just for the commercials." Wrong.

Not that I think it's lame to do that, just that it's a waste of time. I mean, the ads I have seen in the past have been great, but I'm not going to waste my Sunday night watching for them. However, I did hear some rumor about after the game they would just replay all the ads. Don't know if that 's true or not.

However, if someone put out a DVD of Superbowl Ads (hint hint DVD maker people) I would definitely buy it.

So yeah, the Superbowl is one of those dreaded nights/following day nightmares for Nurds. We have to sit and listen to all of the hooplah about that game. We really don't know what the heck people are talking about nor who even played, so we just have to sit quietly.

It's just that Nurds have different interests. Sure, if you like sports you'll call us gay or whatever, but in my opinion most of us do meaningful stuff instead of watching sports. And stuff that matters. Plus, how gay is it to watch butt-patting. ...........I mean with football uniforms on. I'm all about butt-patting in any other form.

Speaking of homoerotocism, I was groped and had my forehead nibbled on by a guy nicknamed "Tex" this weekend. It was weird. I guess it just comes from that one time last week when I showed him my weird left nipple. Anyway, about 5 a.m. Saturday I was trying to get at least 2 hours of sleep before waking up again at 6.30 to travel and work, I was awoken by this guy named "Tex" who gave me a copy of the novel Jaws and then climbed on top of me. At least I think that's what happened. If anyone knows for sure, let me know.

Oh, I'll drink to that.